Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 340: Unexpected Events Arise

Chapter 340: Chapter 340: Unexpected Events Arise

Fu Han had already been holding back tears, and had she not said that, she might have been fine. But with those words, her tears uncontrollably began to flow.

She wiped her tears with a tissue while searching for her phone to call He Xing. As soon as it rang once, the call was picked up.

He Xing’s voice, always seeming a bit cold when transmitted through the phone, now carried a different tone that immediately soothed Fu Han’s heart and stopped her tears.

He had only said one sentence to Fu Han, "Xiaohan, don’t be afraid, I’ll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Han saw two more police officers arrive, taking Luo Qinghe away.

Bai Wei’s wails piercingly echoed in the hospital corridor as she rushed out of the ward, calling for Luo Qinghe all along the way.

Finally, Fu Han pulled her back in, "Bai Wei, stop shouting, hurry and call your parents to come over."

Somehow, although Fu Han’s heart was also in chaos, seeing Bai Wei so completely distraught, she surprisingly found herself calm and even started directing Bai Wei on what to do.

Luo Qinghe had insisted on staying overnight because after yesterday’s events, Bai Wei and Luo Qinghe had reconciled, resulting in Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian finding a hotel to stay in last night.

Although they were very good to Fu Han and Bai Wei, they were typically hands-off. Up to this point today, they had only opened a video call with each of them and hadn’t come over yet because, it was said, they were dealing with yesterday’s aftermath.

Bai Wei, as if she had found her pillar of strength, hurriedly ran out and less than a minute later, she returned to Fu Han’s ward with her phone in hand.

Fu Han clearly saw that Bai Wei’s hands were shaking as she made the call.

After hanging up, Bai Wei repeated over and over, "Luo Qinghe must be alright. If anything happens to him, I won’t want to live anymore."

Fu Han looked at Bai Wei with some sympathy, still unable to comprehend how loving someone could mean living for that person and dying for them as well?

Life is one’s own and should be cherished. No one in this world is worth sacrificing your life for—this was the phrase deeply ingrained in Fu Han’s heart after her parents’ death, as taught by Grandfather He.

This was the maxim she lived by. But now, seeing Bai Wei so distraught, she wavered for the first time, thinking real love could indeed mean to live and die for it.

It had been less than ten minutes since Luo Qinghe was taken away when He Xing returned. Upon seeing him, Bai Wei, clutching his clothes, became extremely agitated, "He Xing, you must save Luo Qinghe, you have to."

It was Fu Han who remained rather calm, her clear, contrasting eyes fixed on He Xing. "Was it Xia Cheng and Xia Ning who caused this trouble?"

He Xing nodded heavily. On the way here, he had already decided to tell Fu Han the truth, and now he did so without hesitation, "Xia Guoxiong was the one who called the police. I was just at Xia Group."

Upon hearing this, both Fu Han and Bai Wei’s eyes lit up. They asked in unison, "What’s being done about it now?"

They naïvely believed that since He Xing had said so, it meant he surely had a solution to the problem.

He Xing turned his head away, unable to bear looking at Fu Han any longer, and murmured, "I haven’t figured out what to do yet. Don’t worry; I’ll sort this out."

"Not worry?" Bai Wei reacted strongly, stomping around the room in anxiety: "He Xing, it’s easy for you to say, but if it were Fu Han being taken away by the police, could you still be this calm?"

Suddenly called out, Fu Han felt a bit embarrassed, yet she agreed with Bai Wei’s words. He Xing’s overly calm demeanor made it very hard for her to stay composed emotionally.

Just then, Fu Xingbo and Bai Qian entered. Despite their hasty arrival, they were neatly dressed, their hair meticulously styled, with a light scent of cologne, exuding a sense of propriety from head to toe.

Their composure immediately calmed the panicked Fu Han and Bai Wei. Both girls, with wide eyes, looked at them as if clinging to life-saving straws.

Fu Xingbo’s gaze casually swept over He Xing before addressing the two girls, "I’ve already looked into the situation with Luo Qinghe and Su Cheng. I’ll contact lawyers to deal with it. You two focus on recovering and stop worrying unnecessarily."

Bai Wei and Fu Han exchanged a glance, understanding that at this point, this was the only viable solution, and the words of Fu Xingbo always carried a convincing power that made listeners unconsciously believe they were the truth.

Fu Xingbo instructed Bai Qian to take care of the girls while he prepared to leave and address these matters. He Xing volunteered to go with him.

This time, Fu Xingbo did not refuse, only giving He Xing a deeply measured look before nodding his agreement.

Before leaving, He Xing approached Fu Han, reaching out as if to touch her hair, "Don’t overthink it; I’ll take care of this."

His fingertips had almost brushed Fu Han’s hair, but she subtly tilted her head to dodge the contact.

She leaned back slightly, looking up at He Xing with tranquil eyes, "Okay, I understand."

He Xing awkwardly let his hand hang in mid-air, quickly masking the sorrow in his eyes and forcing a smile, "I’m leaving now; call me if you need anything."

He waited a few seconds for Fu Han to respond but couldn’t tell if she even heard him, as she was already turning to look out the window.

He Xing sighed silently to himself and quietly left.

No sooner had he stepped out of the ward than Fu Han turned her gaze back towards the door, just in time to see the tail of his coat fluttering past. Her eyes filled with an even deeper sorrow.

Bai Qian noticed her expression and sighed lowly, inaudible, without saying another word.

There are things everyone understands in theory but find hard to apply in practice. Bai Qian could probably guess how complicated Fu Han’s feelings were at that moment; only Fu Han could sort out her own emotions, while others’ words might inadvertently become a burden to her.

The vast ward became silent. Bai Wei and Bai Qian each sat on a single sofa, while Fu Han remained half-lying on the hospital bed. Their six eyes would occasionally meet but then, with mutual understanding, would avert their gazes.

The autumn wind was cool, carrying a hint of chill as it surged through the window. Fu Han’s uncovered ankles grew cold, and goosebumps rose on her arms.

Just one night of light rain, and today felt so cool. The saying "a single autumn rain brings the chill" was indeed true.

The fragrance of osmanthus became intense, perhaps because it was in full bloom. Fu Han even thought the scent was so rich it was slightly suffocating. Lotus was to be admired from afar, while osmanthus could only be smelled from a distance—too close, and it lost its charm.